You tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine.

my(boring little) secrets

• (8.24.00) I watch Beastmaster on a fairly regular basis. And I know the digressions between the series and the movie.
• (6.26.00) I spent two Friday nights in a row at home making Shrinky Dinks.
• (11.08.98) The IKEA catalog is my substitute for porn.
• (07.01.98) I started a diary last week and I hid it somewhere in my room. I also started a Becoming a Babe diary, which is actually more embarrassing, but for some reason, I didn't hide that one.
• (10.6.97) When I'm alone in the house and listening to Mule, I try to act tough and put on makeup and sometimes trashy clothes and contemplate getting drunk.
• (5.25.97) I am deeply embarrassed that my bedroom is such a pigsty.
• (1.11.97) I stayed up until 4am when I had to go to work in the morning to watch the end of "Tarzan." I've done this on more than one occasion. And I'm talking about the Tarzan on the WB, the new one, the one that makes Xena and Hercules look like feature films.
• (1.4.97) I've watched an Anthony Roberts infomercial all the way through. On purpose. And I once dated a guy who subscribed to his philosophy.
• (11.19.96) Although I usually reserve the big whoppers for strangers, sometimes I lie to my friends. I lied as recently as three weeks ago. Lies have a way of biting you on the ass when you least expect them. I don't recommend them.
• (10.19.96) I crank called a professor I had a crush on. Dr. Duban at UT. And this isn't a secret to anyone who knows me, but I really like Xena and Hercules. I mean a lot. I'll watch them both twice on Saturdays if I have the chance. In fact, today I've already suffered through a Valerie Burtenelli TV movie and Save Our Streets just to make sure I don't miss them.
• (8.28.96) In middle school, I pretended to like Duran Duran to fit in. I also pretended to like Rush & Def Leppard.
• (7.19.96) I used to throw away my neighbor's mail because he said something shitty about my girlfriend. Once he got a handmade valentine from his little sister, and I threw that away, too. Later I felt kind of bad about it.
• (5.22.96) I have retained my paranoid 4th grade suspicions that everyone secretly hates me.
• (4.28.96) I once ordered a special machine with rubber nubs from a Cosmo ad. It was guaranteed to remove cellulite when used in conjunction with a variety of creams and potions. I used it obediently for a few weeks, then, when it didn't work, forgot about it for a year. Before finally throwing it away, I attempted to find a less wholesome use for it, but it was too loud and clumsy.
• (2.27.96) I have over 30 tubes of red lipstick, but I can't pay my phone bill.
• (2.15.96) When I was the Genius Waitress, I would often lick the food before I brought it out to the dumbass moron who ordered it.